I woke up this morning to an annoying beeping sound after crying myself to sleep last night. I searched for the device that was making the noise and stared at the screen of my iPhone.
“Time to get up for school” I read.
I slid the bar across to quiet it when a pain struck my stomach. The thought of going to school made me literally, throw up. I walked back to my room when my emptiness from last night returned. Why was I feeling this way? He doesn’t go to my school. None the less there was no way I was able to leave my bed. I slowly regained my normal self in the late afternoon. And now I fell like myself again. I don’t remember a time that I've been in an empty state for that long and truthfully it scares me looking back on it. I’m so grateful for my friends that were there for me all day/night yesterday and the ones who checked up on me this morning. I didn’t realize I had that great of friends, yeah I knew I had good friends but I didn’t know I have AMAZING friends. You girls are my crutches when I'm down and I'm so sorry you had to hold me up last night when I couldn’t move without you guys…

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Letters to Myself (JOURNAL)
Teen FictionMy place to escape from the world, some may call it a diary others may call it a journal but I simply call it my broken self.